A sad year 2020. On the Internet, where people are increasingly laughing at youth and immaturity, youth is sneered at. He resists the words adolescence and rebellious age, and even when he is hurt by heartless words and when the things he likes are insulted, he smiles politely. He only focuses on himself. A youth that rebels without realizing that the word rebellion is a word. A youth that walks like that. Sometimes he says that amazarashi is okay now. Still, perhaps the time to return to the name amazarashi is when we recognize the youth that is supposed to be gone. I think names carry a lot of weight. Every time I see the name "amazarashi," I know I'm here without even having to say it. Just the name being one of the glowing letters on the backs of the CDs lined up makes me feel like I'm shouting, or smiling, or punching you. Hiromu Akita (title omitted), one of the members of amazarashi, listens to Forever Young on a radio cassette player. Ah! I love you! I feel like we've connected and I'm so happy that I'm writing this long. Why are you laughing? It's okay if it hurts! But where does this pain come from? I wonder. Why is it so sad to be laughed at? I feel like we've connected and I've been thinking about such things for a long time. "I want to sing a new song, Forever Young, which I heard on the radio cassette player" (Oh! I love you!) I hope that somewhere along the line, I can get across that feeling that I want to hear it! Sing more!, and if possible, give you some tangible sense of security.
Just like me
Bekomochi
If Nodare dies, it's my wish. If you want to finish me as I am. It's horrifying to think of a person on the verge of death, unaware of their self-deception. In a sense, I'm probably happy that I don't notice it. It might be difficult for some people to stay the way I am.
死んでるみたいに眠ってる
Lyrics: Akita Hiromu Composed by: Akita Hiromu
Like a boy,
Aisaki Emiru
A sad year 2020.
On the Internet, where people are increasingly laughing at youth and immaturity, youth is sneered at. He resists the words adolescence and rebellious age, and even when he is hurt by heartless words and when the things he likes are insulted, he smiles politely. He only focuses on himself. A youth that rebels without realizing that the word rebellion is a word. A youth that walks like that. Sometimes he says that amazarashi is okay now.
Still, perhaps the time to return to the name amazarashi is when we recognize the youth that is supposed to be gone.
I think names carry a lot of weight. Every time I see the name "amazarashi," I know I'm here without even having to say it. Just the name being one of the glowing letters on the backs of the CDs lined up makes me feel like I'm shouting, or smiling, or punching you.
Hiromu Akita (title omitted), one of the members of amazarashi, listens to Forever Young on a radio cassette player. Ah! I love you! I feel like we've connected and I'm so happy that I'm writing this long. Why are you laughing? It's okay if it hurts! But where does this pain come from? I wonder. Why is it so sad to be laughed at? I feel like we've connected and I've been thinking about such things for a long time.
"I want to sing a new song, Forever Young, which I heard on the radio cassette player"
(Oh! I love you!) I hope that somewhere along the line, I can get across that feeling that I want to hear it! Sing more!, and if possible, give you some tangible sense of security.
Just like me
Bekomochi
If Nodare dies, it's my wish. If you want to finish me as I am. It's horrifying to think of a person on the verge of death, unaware of their self-deception. In a sense, I'm probably happy that I don't notice it. It might be difficult for some people to stay the way I am.
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